Mon roi Page #3

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As far as your eye can see,

take whatever you want.

- It's yours.

- Is this yours?

- No, all yours.

- All mine?

Joseph and I

make it our gift to you.

Help yourself.

To creams, to toothbrushes.

To venom pumps!

I'll add it all to his tab.

As usual.

Some Xanax.

Please. Two boxes.

For you? You're on that?

'Course not!

Why do you take that?

Tell me, what about Viagra?

Yes, Viagra.

We have some, naturally.

- I'd like to try.

- Cut it Out.

You want some fun?

- Dangerous for the heart?

- No.

No risks? The liver?

No problem.

- I'll take one box.

- You don't need it.

- How long's it last?

- 12 hours.

12 hours!

- You're getting it?

- I want to try.

- I hear it's...

- Totally. lt's radical.

Puts a spring in your step.

Out in the street, oh, sorry.

You hear about the new one?

It's called Viazac.

A combo of Viagra and Prozac.

You can't get it up,

but you don't care.

For now, just Viagra.

You dated her?

I didn't date her. I met her once...

Georgio, you can tell me.

Yes!

Yes, I slept with her!

But I can't remember her name.

That has to tell you something.

I don't get it.

Besides me, or before me,

you only dated models?

No.

You dated normal girls?

What's normal?

A girl like me. A normal girl.

You think you're normal?

- Sure I am.

- You're not at all normal.

I am. You know what I mean.

Look, l was young, l was stupid.

I wanted to date beautiful women

to feel good about myself.

Some folks, it's cars.

Me, it was models.

That's all, it's no...

It's pretty shallow.

See...

Listen.

- I prefer a girl like you.

- Yeah, I bet.

To a whole harem of them.

- Really?

- Yes.

Are you comfortable there? Need a hand?

I'll bring you the menu.

- What are you doing?

- lroning.

What's going on?

I need to relax.

I'm on edge, can't sleep.

Anything wrong?

I want a baby from you.

Don't laugh when I say that.

Don't laugh!

I want a baby from you, seriously.

I want a little guy or girl,

whatever comes along.

With your face, your eyes.

With your crappy moods.

Let's discuss it tomorrow.

- It's not an urge, it's a need.

- It is an urge.

I never wanted one.

It meant nothing to me.

Now, I'm ready.

We'll see

if you're still ready tomorrow.

You're out of your mind!

- You're not laughing now.

- You madman!

You're gonna make me a baby?

Make me a baby!

Come to bed.

You go. I'll do some shirts.

No, come to bed with me.

Come on.

- Sure you'll sleep?

- I think so, yes.

- You think so?

- Yes, with Iron Man.

Oh yeah?

- Okay, sure.

- Sure what?

- Hand back my shorts.

- Okay.

On the subject,

"Must You Ruin Everything?"

the next speaker is Ms. Tony Jezequel

for the opposition.

Hypocritical Secretaries,

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